I have been so neglectful of this, my dearest blog, that I wanted to send out a shout to say Hello. I am still alive. I am still loving life and loving God. It's funny, because in some ways, when I am in school, I spend more time staring at a computer screen, so you would think I could drop a line or two from time to time. Tell you what, friends. I am going to ponder life in the very depths of my heart, and when something share-worthy comes up, I promise I will try to write about it. (Like the sort of non-committal approach there?) I will tell you this, though. I sang loud into a mic the other night and it was so much fun. Almost forgot what that's like! Good, loud worship with drums and guitar and strings and keyboard. LOVE IT. Of course, it is meaningless if it is only for the sake of the music. But it isn't. And that's the point. Music is SUCH a gift! I am challenged to be BOLD and run with the stuff God has given me. Sometimes I try hard to be "humble," and I think it might really be pride in disguise. Better to invest your talents than hide them under a rock, right? Something like that. There's a balance, of course. There always is.
Love you all tons (even if you never respond back....) :( Just kidding. I know I'm the only techie geek around here....
Jules
Feast of Heaven
Monday, September 27, 2004
Sunday, September 12, 2004
In my ideal existence, I am a beautiful, Rapunzel-like girl who takes spontaneous trips to Mexico, learns how to play the drums, loves my neighbour as myself, eats sushi. I walk down to the ocean on hot, sticky days and allow the frothy surf to wash over my naked toes. I sing loudly in the car, with the windows wide open. I wear a lot of sundresses; I hold a lot of children; I drink a lot of iced mochas with extra whipped cream. Like a sunflower in its grassy field, standing tall and facing skyward, I exist in my natural state. I do not fear disparagement. I am.

